“Sorry?” he asked.
“That’s your new title,” Mara answered, her head tipped back to look up at him and he dropped his chin to look down at her. “Big Hearted Mitch.”
I watched his full, beautiful lips twitch and I felt a different kind of flutter.
“And this is Brock,” Tess put in and my eyes went to him.
“Do I have a title?” Brock asked.
“Silver Hottie,” I answered and I heard girl giggles all around.
“What?” Brock asked, smiling, his deep voice amused.
“I just christened you that. Your eyes,” I answered and then his lips twitched which caused another flutter.
“Hector’s already known as Hispanic Hottie or Double H,” Sadie put in and I tore my eyes from Brock’s mouth and looked at Hector who was staring at me, his dark eyes dancing. “Meet my husband,” Sadie went on, “Hector Chavez.”
“If anyone tells you you need a haircut,” I advised, “tell them to jump in a lake.”
“Will do,” he muttered on his own lip twitch while sliding his arm around Sadie’s shoulders.
“I see Tack found it,” I heard Hawk say softly. I looked his and Gwen’s way to see they were looking at each other, Hawk bent slightly toward her so they were close.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Gwen said softly back, smiling, and I was about to ask what they were talking about but I didn’t get the chance when Hawk straightened and spoke.
“I’ll get the check.”
“Oh no!” I cried, opening my clutch, “Let me –”
“I’ll get it,” Brock interrupted me.
“We’ll split it,” Mitch put in.
“I got it,” Hawk replied.
“Four ways,” Hector’s deep voice rumbled.
“You got it last time,” Brock remarked.
“And I’ll get it again this time,” Hawk returned.
“Fuck, we’ll split it,” Mitch repeated but with an extra word.
“Oo lordy,” Elvira whispered. “Normal men fight over the check and it can get nasty. Badasses fighting over the check, I don’t see good things.”
“I already got it,” Sadie threw in at this juncture and four sets of male eyes turned to her and although she looked like a fairy princess and was married to a serious hot guy, I didn’t want to be her at that moment.
“Fuck me,” Hector sighed then asked weirdly, “Did you also buy the restaurant while you were at it?”
“No!” Sadie snapped.
“That’s a first,” Hector muttered.
“I’ve never bought a restaurant, Hector,” Sadie retorted.
“Way you spread your money around, mi amor, we won’t be able to put our kids through college,” Hector returned.
“I could buy three restaurants and still we’d be able to put our kids through college,” she shot back and I was surprised. First, because, obviously she was loaded. Second, because she’d seemed sweet and funny but not sassy. Clearly, she was sassy. It was way cute.